We had a violent but brief and welcome tropical squall – the wind drove the rain horizontal. And, the rain did that wonderful tropical trick of raining as hard as possible – and then kicking it up a notch. Mr C and I knew the storm was coming – so we were safely up in our room. And, I unplugged all my toys from the wall sockets.
The rain was welcome because a grass fire has been burning for the last few days – making lots of unwelcome smoke. When the rain and wind stopped – Paul Allen’s boat had moved to slightly safer deeper waters up the coast. I do hope it comes back.